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Point of no Return 4~niterdye

"I have no idea what you're talking about..."

"Do not take me to be a fool," a deadly calm voice warned. "I know you made the order. You did this. It has your name written all over it!"

"These accusations are really offending me. Honestly, I'm hurt. Just completely destroyed on the inside by the lack of trust-"

"Spare me your fucking theatrics, Frieza. Aside from my men, only yours have the power to destroy a planet the way Rithica was destroyed."

"Ah, yes, my men are quite strong, aren't they?"

"We set the rules for the Planet Trade Organization together, and you broke them. Rithica was one of MY planets. It was in MY quadrant in the north sector, and you sent your men to destroy it, and now you have the audacity to deny what you've done?"

"Goodness! What dramatics. I assure you, I did not give any orders to have the planet you keep ranting about destroyed. In fact, I've never even heard of the planet until right now."

"My men saw three space pods leaving the planet that were YOURS. And not too long ago, one of my planets was mysteriously purged of all life with no sign of who was responsible!"

Frieza chuckled, his tail waving dangerously behind him. His hands were clasped together behind his back, his grip tightening with barely restrained rage.

"My dear, precious brother, might I make a suggestion that your men spend less time tracking random space pods and more time protecting planets in your quadrant? Perhaps instead of ranting at me over such a small loss, one that I had nothing to do with, you would be better served focusing on ruling over that small thing you call an empire."

"I don't know what your game is, Frieza," Cooler hissed over Frieza's scouter. "But it ends now. If I see another one of your space pods in my quadrant, our truce is over. Do you understand what I'm saying, brother?"

"That sounds an awful lot like a threat," Frieza replied calmly, though his eyes were narrowed into furious slits. "Is that a threat, Cooler?"

"It's a warning."

"I don't take kindly to warnings."

"Well I don't take kindly to profitable planets in my quadrant being destroyed. And I'm sure Father won't take kindly to you disrespecting the rules we've established. One of which was that you stay the hell out of my quadrant. Or have you forgotten this?"

Frieza glared out through a window of his flagship at the vast expanse of space. It was true that he had agreed to stay out of the sections of the universe that belonged to his older brother, mostly because he wanted to keep Cooler appeased and at bay. Not because he feared him, but because Cooler annoyed the living shit out of him.

However, unbeknown to the elder Cold son, Frieza had been cleverly and covertly breaking that agreement for years now. Cooler didn't have Frieza's natural-born instincts to rule, and many things slipped by his notice, a fact Frieza capitalized on time and time again. Frieza would find a profitable planet in his brother's quadrant that Cooler hadn't paid much attention to, and would send his men to purge it. He'd then sell the planet and reap the profits, and then send his men back to purge it again. The cycle would repeat until Cooler finally ventured over, when Frieza would finally back off and set his sights elsewhere.

Rithica was the next planet Frieza had set his sights on, an isolated and plentiful little planet, rich with wildlife and vegetation. Cooler would have never noticed Frieza's tampering if the damn planet hadn't been destroyed.

"I tell you again that I did not order this to happen," Frieza said, his voice deceptively calm. It wasn't a lie, after all. His order had been to purge the planet, not destroy it. His tail swept back and forth behind him in a dangerous rhythm as he continued, "But out of the kindness of my heart, I will launch my own personal investigation to find out exactly who is responsible for this terrible deed."